My 4th night in America.

The day flew by fast, and I suppose it's because I spent most of the hours sleeping. I'm still jetlagged, and I slept until 5 in the afternoon. I only woke up for breakfast and lunch, and I staggered back to my room, scrambled on the bed, and fell into a deep sleep.

I even dreamed a bit, but I can't remember much.

I went out with some people from church for dinner. We went to Legends. It's my first time to actually hang out with pure Americans. Though I am the youngest in the group, I can't help but feel amazed on how Americans treat others. They treat people equally, no discrimination. They spoke to me as if I was their age.

One of them was really friendly. Her name's Lisa Walker, and she said that she loved Filipinos because she grew up with most of them. She could say a few words in Filipino, such as 'Mabuhay' and 'Ako si Lisa'. How cute! And she loved to ask all sorts of questions.

I felt timid at first, because I believe I'm an introvert, and it takes huge effort for me to be able to socialize and push aside my insecurities. I have to admit, I'm worn out. I did my best-- performance-level actually. I really think I could be an actress. I'm not that talkative or sociable, but I could be one if I push myself. It's just like role-playing.

After dinner, I decided to hang around a bit. For an added treat, I ordered a Double-Strawberry Ice Cream cone. It was sooooo good! Soft, cold, sweet, and creamy.

I'm still homesick, but I'm getting used to California. My accent's pretty good too. I just have to push a few more buttons then I can pass off as an American.

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